Real Stuff

I been in the dungeon cooking up the real
stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I
deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new
collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in
camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still
us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big
Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to
kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones,
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones,
Some real ones
I'm that nigga sippin' liquor blowing
swisher in your face
When my fingers get the itching, I ain't
See you lames don't get the picture, til I
put you in a frame
I say "Mirror mirror, tell me who the realest
in the game"
Tell the fuckin' truth, you ain't really what
you say
You ain't really got the juice, you ain't got
the Minute Maid
I'm the baddest on the planet, check the
carats in my chain
But the fam is all that matters, fuck the
cameras and the fame
I show you flames, accolades
My dude is Shaq, I'm number 8, we puffing
mase
Your fans gon' need their money back, the
fact remains
They put me up there with the greats, I'm
higher grade
I been in the dungeon cooking up the real
stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I
deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new
collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in
camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still
us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big
Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to
kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones,
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones,
Some real ones
Fresh out of my safe, finger-rolling that
guap
In 2008 I was jumping out of that drop
A lot of things done changed but I'm still
calling the shots
Put it up in your face, that's that Pineapple
Ciroc
My whole squad going up right now
Popping bottles on a Sunday, fuck a club
right now
Got your dream girl in your dream house
She clean up while I clean out
Chose fame over what nigga?
Survival over you fuck niggas
I been in the dungeon cooking up the real
stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I
deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new
collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in
camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still
us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big
Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to
kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones,
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones,
Some real ones
Everyday I wake up
Gotta break up all this weed
Clouds are Jesus over me
Everyday I weight up all these odds upon a
Gradually found my dream but lost my
sleep
What it mean?
Angazi kuthi ku [?]
All I know is this life thing izok' khiph'
inkane
Gotta focus when the right thing is veza
mngane
Do shit, talk less about it
Move kings, be chess about it
That's checkmate mfana 'am
That's a band-aid mfana 'am
And that's a different plateau, a different
landscape mfana' am'
Presidential but with no campaign mfana
'am
While they're whining, put your time in
And be the champagne mfana' am
I been in the dungeon cooking up the real
stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I
deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new
collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in
camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still
us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big
Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to
kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones,
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones,
Some real ones



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Writer(s): Kiernan Jarryd Forbes, Gift Magubane, Leslie Mampe, Claudio Manjate
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